"It's different because disease has nothing to fear, and as such the Capitol would hold no power over it," Wesker told her simply. "It does not sleep, not does not hunger, it does not stop; and a sneeze in the wrong direction and it's gone from being a weapon, to a mistake."

And no, he did not believe the Capitol smart enough, capable enough to control any of the great diseases that had wiped out so many worlds.

Not on their own.

They were, as they had already discussed, flash, rather than substance.

A blunt hammer, rather than a precise scalpel.